Back in high school I knew a girl   Not too simple and not too kind   We both grew up but I heard she changed   From a New Wave fan to another kind      She thinks she's Edith Head but you might know she's not   The accent in her speech, she didn't have growing up   She thinks she's Edith Head or Helen Gurley Brown   Or some other cultural figure we don't know a lot about      It's been years since I moved away but at Christmas I come home   I saw her reflection in the window of a store   She was talking to herself. Not too simple and not too kind   I walked on by. It was complicated and it stuck in my mind      She thinks she's Edith Head but you might know she is not   The accent in her speech, she didn't have growing up      She thinks she's Edith Head   She thinks she's Edith Head now